🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Boys Of Fall - Kenny Chesney

 I feel that chill, smell that  cut grass
 I'm  in my hemlet, cleats and shoulder pads.
 Standing in the huddle  to the call
 fans going crazy for  boys of fall.
  didn't let just anybody in that club
 it took every  of heart and sweat and blood
 to  to wear those gameday jerseys down the hall.
 The kings of the school man were  boys of fall.
 
 (Chorus)
 Well  turning faces stars and stripes
 it's fighting  them butterflies
 it's call  in the air, alrighty, yes sir, we want the ball.
 And it's knockin heads and  trash
 it's slingin mud and dirt  grass
  I got your number I got your back when your back's against the wall
 you mess  one man you got us all
 the boys  fall.
 
 In little towns  mine that's all they got,
 newspaper clippings fill the  shops.
 The old men will always think they know it 
 young girls'll dream about the  of fall.
 
 (Chorus)2X
 
 We're the  of fall. (The boys of fall)
  the boys of fall.